Em       D
You might as well have asked me not to breathe
 Em    D
A damaged soul I had no choice
C       G
I see you walk through fields of golden corn
A    Em
I don't belong, just fragile

 Em        D
With every step you raise your grand design
 Em         D
You build your temple to your king
C       G
Your shoes fill every step that brought me down
A   Em
A weeping clown, just fragile

 Em       D
And when respect turns into sympathy
 Em        D
And pure concern turns into fear
C      G
You choose to live your life in babylon
A    Em
I can't belong just fragile

G      Am
And I thought it made me better
F       C
And I thought it would make me strong
B      F
And I thought in answered everything
B      F   G
But I knew that I was wrong

( Em  D )
( Em  D )

C      G
You choose to live your life in babylon
A    Em
I can't belong just fragile